I told you that funny stuff is happening in the Furlong House.
This is a Bermuda Triangle abode – Hunting the beast
Things get lost like nowhere else before, yet we have the smallest residence than anywhere else before. And now we have “the noise” that strikes at 3:30pm every day.
The noise is a beep beep beep from an alarm. I thought it was a timer I couldn’t find, but since my “Hunting the beast” post, we found it. So it’s not that!
The mystery deepens. That’s the ONLY timer I know we have.
But the alarm goes off nevertheless. It’s in the hall.
Today we hunted the beast again. We moved the furniture from where we heard it taunting us – beep beep, beep beep, We have to work fast because the beeping goes off inside a minute.
But it won, again.
house flat, has an invisible dimension which we hope to break into one day, so we can fell the beast!